Title: My Worst Student, the Young Comradette Vorr Author: Ewok Poet Genre: Character Study Canonicity: Canon Characters: Kaya Malokio. Mentions of Doria Vorr, Headmaster Maximus, Nola Katisver, Tasya, Tendra Risant, Orderina Taika, Rende, Dak Gauree, Pantareah Steurpa, Glaunder Porkley. Indirect mentions of Maris Inesedam Vorr, Elesandre Vorr and Ebe. Timeframe: ~3 ABY Rating: PG Length: Short Summary: Kaya Malokio, the Basic school teacher at First Agricultural Institute of Saccorata, states her case against a problematic student. A/N: This is my response to the OC Revolutions Autumn/Winter challenge. Requirements are in the below spoiler. Spoiler This is the autumn/winter challenge provided by Chyntuck Write a story or a chapter of an on-going story in which the reader is introduced to an OC protagonist entirely through the point of view of another, secondary character. To clarify: 1) Your OC is the main character of the story/chapter, i.e. the story/chapter is primarily about this OC. 2) Your OC is not the POV character, i.e. we never get inside your OC's head. 3) The POV character may be another OC or an established character. 4) The narrative POV in the story/chapter must be either first-person or third-person limited. I opted for the first-person narrative POV. Kaya Malokio is a supporting character in my last year's DDC, Doaba Ke'demii - The Diary of a Young Comradette. She and the diary's teenage protagonist, Doria Vorr, don't get along at all. We heard Doria's angsty side of the story...but how about Kaya's? All the events and beings referred to in this story appear in the DDC, the only new thing is the Headmaster's name and character, and the name of the scholarship-winning student. I don’t understand why I have ended up here. I hope that you, Headmaster Maximus and parents’ council representative Nola Katisver, will honour my opinion and end up not giving the problematic young comradette a 5 in Basic at the end of her Lyceum studies. She does not deserve it. I have done everything that I could to prevent this. There are so many great students in the same class of Aurek-10, such as Tasya of R’vanye and Tendra Risant, so why am I wasting my time with the problematic one yet again? Why isn’t comradette Vorr herself invited for a long-due hearing and considered for necessary disciplinary measures? I have nothing to do with her, I am just doing what I’m paid for – encouraging young comrades and comradettes to explore the values of Progress and Unity through literature and creative writing. The problem is that comradette Vorr does not understand what the words such as “individuality” and “creativity” mean. There is no value in outpourings that do not make a progressive young being think. Moral values as opposed to values of Progress and Unity? Sure, young Rende had a problem understanding this topic, too; but I firmly believe that he made an honest mistake, unlike comradette Vorr. Her sole intent was to provoke me, much as she always does. Her whole presence is about provoking me. I do not deserve this. I try to do everything I can to show my students their place in the world. I brought a young talent and the winner of this year’s Grotlo County writing camp scholarship, Orderina Taika, to have a talk with the young comrades and comradettes of Aurek-10. Everybody other than Vorr was being progressive and reasonable and there she was, asking for comradette Taika to read her writing. Of course, Taika said that it was not at the right level for that age – and I could see Vorr get upset. This was not rudeness on Taika’s part, on the contrary! Vorr should be aware of her own talent, or lack thereof. What kind of a progressive young comradette is unable to understand her place in the world? In the grand scheme designed by the very first Triad? Definitely not this one! She has delusions about making it, while being just an orange shirt! This is unacceptable. To elaborate further: nobody is obliged to read anything, if there’s nothing in there for them. In comradette Taika’s context, that would mean any unsolicited manuscript. She has won the scholarship and if anybody else wants to follow her footsteps, they need to be progressive. In my case, I am not obliged to care about anything that I have not requested from my students. From the moment comradette Vorr exits the school building and goes home, she is not my problem. Her overly emotional approach to unimportant matters, esoteric nebulae of adolescent confusion, matters unrelated to progress and unity, her open rebellion against my ways, it all leads to compromising me as a teacher. She should not be questioning my abilities and my compassion for those who truly deserve it – it’s in our school’s manifesto, after all! Comradette Vorr’s constant, permanent attention-seeking behaviour is not the only problem I’ve been having with her. She has taken her unacceptable and unprogressive ways even further than that. She gets up solely to correct other beings in my class. She claimed, a couple of times, that young comrade Dak Gauree was not present, while I am sure that he had perfectly acceptable and progressive reasons for not being present. After all, no teacher ever had a problem with his behaviour and I’m pretty sure that they all had problems with Vorr’s. Yes, I did tear her assignment about her father’s funeral to pieces. She almost cried, while she should have dealt with it. For one, crying is not progressive! Also, why would an essay about one’s summer holidays be grim? I warned her. And she didn’t take the warning…instead, she came up with another bizarre topic – recreating the Battle of Priga with a neighbour bratling, using BYBLO construction blocks! That was another one of her sinister ways, she did it solely to get a reaction out of me. For the kicks! No sane young comrade or comradette would go on about recreating what our great ancestors have done with younglings’ toys, no respectable Sacorrian would replace the blood sacrificed for the progress of our society with pieces of plastoid! Comradette Vorr is extremely subversive and if you don’t see it, you might be having a soft spot for her. Yes, I did give her a zero when she copied the young comrade Rende’s essay. She couldn’t have possibly come up with the topic herself. Balance between own moral values and the traditional concepts of Sacorrian values. Rende is smart enough for that, Vorr is not. This was the moment I completely lost the hope that something would ever become of that girl. She dared to say that she couldn’t have been more individualistic in a “system that discourages individuality”. I then quoted the well-known point 12.4 in the Education chapter of the Book of Law. I implied that she does not know the true meaning of the word “individuality”. Her non-Sacorrian views must have been influenced by her equally subversive mother who was, apparently, an orange shirt, too! Comradette Vorr is also sycophantic. Her relationship with the fellow teacher, comradette Pantareah Steurpa is concerning, to say the least. They’re too close, and a teacher should keep their distance from a student. I firmly believe that it was indeed comradette Steurpa who reported me to the committee. Nobody else would ever side with problematic students. I am hereby reporting comradette Steurpa for too many post-class activities. After all these unacceptable acts of libel against my person, I was forced to adopt a new approach: when comradette Vorr raised her hand, I would address somebody else. She should have learned what her place is, she had to come down from up above the clouds over our glorious fields of dustcorn. She should have listened what the other, far more progressive, non-subversive comrades and comradettes had to say. But what did she do? She started doodling and scribbling nonsense in my classes instead! There was a moment when I saw some of it during a break, searching her backpack…and I was shocked. How in the name of Sacor did she think that she could invent her own worlds and a future other than what will obviously happen? The last straw was whatever provocation led the disciplined young comrade Dak Gauree to throwing spit-stained flimsi balls at Vorr. Perhaps she swore at him between her teeth. Perhaps she was distracting him with those blue overalls. Like our psychologist, comrade Sophronim said, girls who are too distracting to boys should be more humble. He was too lost for words upon hearing that Vorr hurt another progressive young man, Glaunder Porkley. Whatever had happened between them should not be our concern, but if she had attempted to pressure him into any kind of an activity that is not desirable before the marriage, then she should be sent to a proper psychiatrist and she is beyond Sophronim’s help. You do understand that this caused me great distress, comrades. I have been teaching for three years now and I have never had problems with students other than Vorr! Why am I not using her given name? I was advised to keep my distance. It’s progressive. Sophronim knows more about Seegmon D’Fraud’s “grey crystal method” than anybody in the teacher’s guild ever would. Doria? Oh, yes. Right. That’s her name. I honestly forgot, after having been keeping my distance for so long. My final words? I’m right. Comradette Vorr was not accepted into SUPAS and that’s a solid proof that I should have never wasted my time on her. She is just a teenager whose hormones work at sublight speed and she should have grown up by now. Once she is mature enough, she will understand that beings like her are not capable of creating art. Art is objective. Art is not personal. Art is not a result of own experiences, but a view of the world, the one meant to introduce values and concept of progress and unity to the masses. I am waiting for your verdict. Thank you. … You are ordering me to rise her grade to 5. How could this be? How could you dismiss my concerns about Vorr’s behaviour and about comradette Steurpa needing to be assessed for her relationship with students? I…I protest. Oh…you say that my salary would be lowered and that I could risk a suspension, lasting one whole semester? And I used inappropriate language? Of course, comrades…of course. I accept your verdict. Thank you for keeping this school progressive, as you always do. I wouldn’t have arrived this far in my professional teaching career, hadn’t it been for you!